NEWCOMER MINGLE
The ferry makes a soft landing against the jetty as it has done every few days throughout summer. Aina the ferry captain, usually wearing the proud orange short sleeve of the Kollo project, has bundled up in a black wind proof jacket. The island administrator Olivia has made no such compromises, determined to cling to summer as long as possible. She greets the newcomers with a smile, handing out brochures and showing them the way to the cabins.
Around noon there'll be a small get together to welcome the new arrivals. Nothing too fancy, though the blueberry pie that's being served is almost certainly homemade and made with blueberries picked from this very island. Coffee, tea and apple cider is also available.
A FARMERS LIFE FOR ME
It's harvesting season on Norrhamn and for once, plenty of free workers to go around... right? Those who venture up to the farm will find themselves roped into the activities by hook or by crook - doesn't matter if you got farming experience, there's always something you can do. Roofs need to be patched, hay needs to be baled, vegetables picked and fruit preserved for the long, cold, harsh, dark winter that's just around the corner.
Your work won't be in vain though. If you stick with it and stay until the evening, Einar and his family will treat their volunteers to a feast to show their appreciation. There will be such autumn delicacies as värmlandskorv, kroppkaka with salted pork and lingonberry jam, and fried salted herring with pickled cucumber and red onions on crisp bread. Stay really late and we're breaking into the good snaps, my friend. ]
[ Whoops, there is that. Can't hide who you really are from John now, can you, Arthur. ]
Yeah, alright. [ John nods his head, tipping his hand if only to find an excuse to hide his face for a bit and regain his composure. ] I won't mention it.
[ He could probably tease Arthur for some of the stuff he read in there, but honestly, he's not about to ruin the moment and make Arthur regret that he's letting him keep the notebook at all. ]
Blueberry pie and ranching... [ John smiles. Talk about shifting his goals. He'll get back Abigail and Jack once he's made something of himself -- and if he needs any more inspiration, well, Arthur is here. Arthur can help him.
[ See, sometimes, when you spend seven years on your own with your family, you grow up a little bit. Just a liiittle bit, but it's there. And really, John wouldn't wanna waste a chance to spend time with Arthur again. This could all turn out to be a dream and John'd still be okay with it. ]
Good.
[ He smiles. Sorry, Arthur, he's still pretty starstruck, seeing you alive. ]
Did they put you up in some cabin too? Maybe we can see if we're neighbors.
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Yeah, alright. [ John nods his head, tipping his hand if only to find an excuse to hide his face for a bit and regain his composure. ] I won't mention it.
[ He could probably tease Arthur for some of the stuff he read in there, but honestly, he's not about to ruin the moment and make Arthur regret that he's letting him keep the notebook at all. ]
Blueberry pie and ranching... [ John smiles. Talk about shifting his goals. He'll get back Abigail and Jack once he's made something of himself -- and if he needs any more inspiration, well, Arthur is here. Arthur can help him.
Arthur. Goddamn, who'dve thought? ]
Think I'll like it here.
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Me too.
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Good.
[ He smiles. Sorry, Arthur, he's still pretty starstruck, seeing you alive. ]
Did they put you up in some cabin too? Maybe we can see if we're neighbors.
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